Things Are Not Always What They Seem

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic

Chrissy Soto is in class when ghost makes himself known. One thing really wrong with that is that he's in love with her. The thing is that someones lying and the truth will be known.

I sat in my seat in algebra. This is so boring, I thought to myself and put my head on my arms. I began dreaming of a handsome stranger sitting next to me and playing with my hair. "Mon chere." he whispers into my ear as I sleep. "Miss Soto!" I jumped up and saw the whole class looking at me. "Can you stay awake long enough to do the problem on the board?" said the professor from the front of the class. I got up from my seat and grumbled all the way up.

As I read the problem my heart sank. "I don't know how to do this!" I whispered. Out of nowhere the chalk flew out of my hand. I stared at the empty space next to me and the chalk floating in midair. "Ghost!” someone screamed. There were shouts and crashes as everyone hopped over chairs and desks and ran for the door. I stood there and smiled because if it was a ghost it was doing my problem for me. "Thanks." I said as chalk floated to the ground. "Your welcome, mon chere." it whispered.

The Next Day.....

"Do you think it'll show up again?" asked the girl sitting next to me. "I don't know." I replied and copied a problem from the board. Suddenly what the ghost had said to me came to mind. "Do you know what mon chere means?" I asked her. She thought for a minute. "I think it means my love." she said and turned away. My pencil dropped from my limp fingers. A love with me! The pencil fell to the floor and I just looked ahead. It's impossible, there's no such thing as ghosts.

The pencil rose in thin air onto my desk. "Here you go, mon chere." Everyone turned around in time to see a guy appear out of thin air right in front of my desk. Screams broke out left and right and people were practically running over each other towards the door.

 I stayed in my seat and just looked at him. He looked hot! His brown hair fell just over his almost red eyes giving him a sexy punk look. "Your drooling." he said and closed my mouth gently. “So you’re the one causing all this mischief.” I said and smiled. “Thanks for the help the other day.” He smiled and leaned in until he was mere inches from my face. “Your welcome.” I was so memorized by his hypnotizing voice, I didn’t realize he was leaning in closer. His lips were so close and all I wanted to do was taste them. Finally I closed the space and realized I could feel him.

I pulled back. “I thought people couldn’t feel ghosts?” I said confused but anxious to do it again. “I’m not a ghost.” He said and sat down. “I’ve just been able to disappear since I was ten.” I closed me eyes trying to calm down. “So you tricked me.” His eyes opened wide. “No! I didn’t. You just assumed I was a ghost. I was gonna tell you the truth.” He said and held my hands with his. “I would never hurt you.” He said. “I believe you.” I said and turned away. “What’s wrong?” he asked. “I have a confession to make.” I said and looked him in the eye. “You might not be a ghost…but I am.” I said and with that I disappeared into thin air.

Submitted: November 13, 2008

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That was awesome!! :) I liked it!
*scratch that*
I loved it!

Thu, November 13th, 2008 9:50pm


Thank you so much! I had been working on it for a while in my head but could never seem to get it on paper.

Fri, November 14th, 2008 3:52am

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